Swinging Door

White face at the window pane

Eyes of slate, grey blue,

Gazing out at frozen world

Intent on thoughts of you.

Body wasted by disease

future days unsure

But love for you is paramount

In my lifeway's swinging door.

White face at the window pane
Stubble on my chin
Gaze to middle distance
Where the fog begins to thin.
Pain is now my sister,
Future days unsure
But hope remains eternal
In my lifeway's swinging door.

White face at the window
Fogging on the pane
Pale eyes watch for signs of you
Which won't occur again,
For your heart has wandered
future days unsure
Love is lost to loneliness
In my lifeway's swinging door

White face at the window
Destitute of joy
Drifting shadows take your place
You're gone my golden boy.
Emptiness is amplified
In Future days unsure
Now laughter sheds it’s pleasure
In a lifeway’s swinging door.

Marshalg
Mangere Bridge
13 March 2012

Reviews

[deadphilosopher]

Oh I really liked that.. it was sad and reminds me of the gloomy dark rainy days. it's very sad and depressing to me, though I'm sure that was at least in part your intent. I like the repetition of certain important lines.